Lang Huan Pavilion is in front of her, but Jing Yun is a little timid, she hasn't seen her for a few months, I don't know what happened to her?

I heard that she has been widowed for several years, and she only studies behind closed doors, and the old pavilion master is also very kind to her.

But no one knows how to really live, after all, youth and widowhood are not comfortable.

If she hadn't had much to do back then, she could still have the honor of a princess now. I really don't know if I'm doing it right or wrong?

The atmosphere of the Hongyin Dynasty does not prohibit widows from remarrying, and there is no archway waiting for you to observe the festival, but the infatuated will always inevitably arouse respect and love.

Hengying is no exception, her choice to be widowed has made Jiang Hanlin's reputation a little more prominent, and by the way, the princess is also very good-looking.

But now that she is secretly in contact with the new emperor, in Jing Yun's opinion, this is simply the most faint trick.

Could it be that she is not happy in Langhuan Pavilion?

No matter what, he made up his mind to help her, who called her Hengying?

No matter how things change in the world, she is still the strange woman who is like Du Heng in the mountains and jade like Ying.

No matter how the years go by, she is still the light girl in a goose yellow shirt when she first met.

Ji Fansheng had another idea, he thought that always such sneaky contacts were not a way after all, so he secretly made up his mind.

This time, he didn't want to see Hengying, but the old pavilion master.

The Pavilion Master had already heard that the emperor was coming, but he fell on his foot in the spring, and it was quite inconvenient for him to act. In a hurry, he was already supported by his subordinates and arrived on the porch.

"The old man is late, please atone for his sins." The old pavilion master trembled and knelt down.

The emperor gave him a look, and Xiao Dezi hurriedly stepped forward and helped the old pavilion master.

"Get up and talk, it's going to be a family, why be polite?" The emperor's tone was relaxed and terrifying, and the lord of the Chang Huan Pavilion was stunned, and he was out of step for a while.

"Old Pavilion Master, what's the matter? Don't invite me in. The Emperor straightened his countenance, and his voice became two points colder.

"Your Majesty, please, the old man will show you the way." The old pavilion master heard the unhappiness in the emperor's tone, and hurriedly made a warm look.

"I'm here to find you today, old pavilion master, let's talk in the pavilion over there."

The old pavilion lord made a promise, and led the emperor to the pavilion to the west.

Jingyun followed the emperor in, and quietly looked at the courtyard, the two precious lotus branches had already bloomed most of them, and the pearls on the petals were flashing, as if Hengying was in his best years.

There was a little maid who saw Jing Yun come in and quietly handed over a handkerchief, Jing Yun clenched it tightly, and her palms seemed to be full all at once, as if his heart was full of spring water.

The emperor went straight up to the pavilion, and the old pavilion master followed closely behind.

Jing Yun was quite uncomfortable down there, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say what was wrong.

The handkerchief that Heng Ying gave him, he carried it in his arms, and always wanted to take it out to see, but he always raised his hand and put it down again.

This feeling of powerlessness confused him, and it seemed that he could only stand behind her and be her shadow, both before and now.

He was willing to give her what she wanted, but what did she really want?

After a while, I saw that the two of them had finished talking, and the old pavilion master cordially took the emperor's arm and personally sent him out of Langhuan Pavilion.

As for what both men talked about, no one can know.

A few days later, the emperor made an appointment for Hengying to meet at the famous Xinghui Pond in Gyeonggi, which is rich in lotus.

Jingyun got the news, and originally changed his errand and wanted not to go.

Who knows, when the emperor was leaving, he stopped him, "Jingyun, go out with me." ”

"Your Majesty, I still have an eight-hundred-mile rush from the military department here, and I have to prepare a strip of paper before the afternoon. As you know, those military officials are the most difficult. ”

"Let's put it first, Hengying should also want to see you."

The emperor's words were faint, Jingyun listened to it, but he was shocked.

On this day, the sky is sunny, the distant mountains are full of daisies, the water is close to the blue, and a pool of lotus has been opened.

The emperor wore a brocade robe with stone blue silk cranes and auspicious clouds, and stood in front of the window of Liyue Xuan, like a painting.

Heng Ying looked at it from a distance, as if she was fascinated, deliberately stopped, and looked at it for a while.

When the little eunuch stepped forward to guide, he slowly stepped forward.

The emperor saw that Hengying was wearing a white dress, without any tricks, although it was white and flawless, it was simple and unlikely.

Heng Ying stepped forward to check his head, and the emperor hurriedly stepped forward to help him up, "Why do you have to do this big gift?" ”

"In the past, I treated Your Majesty as a guest and friend, but now I am the Lord."

Heng Ying said solemnly: "Can Your Majesty treat me like the old days?" ”

When the emperor heard this, he was overjoyed and knew that Hengying was already willing to enter the palace.

"Hengying, I used to treat you like a teacher and a friend, and I will treat you like a jewel in the future.

Let you be on your side, become a Ming Jun as soon as possible, and give you a clear world. ”

Ji Fansheng's voice was a little excited, he never thought that he would marry a female Zhuge . But God really treated him too well, gave him this good couple, and gave him another chance to taste love.

"I believe in Your Majesty, and please believe in me, the knowledge in Langhuan Pavilion is all in my chest, and I will definitely help Your Majesty to hold the bull's ear as soon as possible.

To Jun Yaoshun, why is this matter difficult? ”

"Okay, this promise, a lifetime." The Emperor said loudly.

"Okay, this promise, a lifetime." Heng Ying muttered, but her heart was not as eager as Ji Fansheng.

Seeing that he was about to enter the palace, but the morning dew was clustered, the morning frost was lingering, and the road ahead was still blank and unknown.

This promise was made by Heng Ying to Ji Fansheng, but the emperor did not make an affectionate promise.

Heng Ying was thinking about her heart, but she listened to the emperor continue to speak.

"Hengying, can you promise me one thing?"

"Oh, what?" Heng Ying raised her head and looked at Ji Fansheng's clear eyes, those eyes were so sincere, containing gurgling affection, as if the affection in her heart was about to flow out of her eyes.

Although Ji Fansheng has never said anything to keep together, the strange thing is that Heng Ying feels that this person can be trusted, he is so trustworthy.

"Since you have decided to enter the palace, don't wear white clothes in the future, Si Ren has passed away, and I can't chase after him." The Emperor's voice was resolute, as if it were an unquestionable decision.

I have to say that in the past two years, he has become more and more dignified as an emperor. Heng Ying thought secretly in his heart.

"Where the heart goes, the body goes. Your Majesty is jealous...... No, no, what we have is the future. Heng Ying didn't answer directly, but there was a joke to cover up the past.

Is the Si man dead? Heng Ying laughed softly in his heart, if everyone thought he was dead, it would be excellent.

No one noticed, Jing Yun was outside the Xuan, silently twisting the square handkerchief, and the light of the sun seemed to never shine on him.